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Booth Discovery (pt 1)

It had been a long day on the road. I was on my way home from a business trip and I was tired, hungry, and low on gas. As the sun set I pulled off the freeway at the next gas station, fueled up, and grabbed a sandwich to eat in my car. I pulled to the side of the station’s parking lot facing the other side of the street. As I ate my late dinner I listened to another podcast. The series was a sex themed show talking about bi-sexuality and it had kept me entertained and a little horny over the past hundred miles. As I chewed and listened I became aware of a building across the street with a big “Adult” sign. There were maybe eight cars in the parking lot as people came and went. Also advertised were books, toys and “theater”. “What the hell” I thought. “Might as well check out what the place has to offer. Maybe I can find an interesting movie or toy to take home and add to the wife and my playtime.” I walked in and was immediately struck with two things: 1) the store was smaller on the inside and 2) where was everybody? The store had a counter near the front door that was manned by a cute, young, purple haired, pierced female that was busy entering something on the computer. A couple and an older man were perusing the various DVDs and toy selections. I strolled around checking out the dildos and butt plugs wondering what my wife might wanna try. Suddenly I noticed a man walking out of a door in the back right corner of the building, blinking and trying to be smooth about checking his fly as he walked to the front door. “Theater” I thought and walked up to the counter. I cleared my throat to get the young woman’s attention. She looked up and smiled, “Theater or arcade?” She asked. “Pardon?” I said back. “Do you want to visit the theater or the arcade?” “What’s the difference?” I responded intrigued. “The theater is one fee and plays one selection for multiple patrons. The arcade has booths for individual viewing of a wider selection of movies but requires tokens.” “I see. How about some tokens for the arcade then.” I replied. She took my money and handed me a handful of gold coins and pointed me to the corner door the man had exited earlier. I now noticed that the opposite corner had a door that must lead to the theater area. I made my way through the arcade door into a darkened room. I stood still to let my eyes adjust and to get my bearings. Directly in front of the entrance was a display with the covers of DVD movie selections offered and their corresponding numbers. Previews for patrons to select their viewing pleasure. I made note of a few promising numbers and continued my exploration of the space before I settled in. From what I could tell there were two booths in the center of the room and about 6-8 other booths on the outer walls. Each of the booths were the size of a small closet. Red lit numbers announced the booths that were occupied and the dark numbers showed the available booths. A few men hung out in the corners of the dark hall and others visited the change machine which I assumed spit out tokens in exchange for dollars. Soundtracks of various movies filled the air with moans and squeals. Blue tv light illuminated the floors under the doors to the various red lit numbered booths. So this is where everyone is? I found an unoccupied booth, slid the lock on the door and sat down on the bench across from a monitor. The store’s logo and instructions shone brightly on the screen. I dropped a couple of tokens in the slot and hit the buttons searching for a good scene and adjusting the volume. Various images slid by - women and men sucking, fucking, spanking, prancing; man on man, woman on woman, man on woman, etc. I selected a movie with a hot little tattooed teen getting tag teamed by a group of incredibly well endowed men. I checked the door lock again, undid my pants, and pulled my smallish uncut cock. Ready to stroke one out into the napkins I had stashed in my pocket from my late dinner. Oh, this would be a nice diversion before I hit the road again. I start working my cock up to full mast while watching Miss teen gag on a massive black clock head while another cock slid into her ass. I’m edging up to a good load. I build up the pressure and then ease back down over and over. I really want this to feel spectacular. Suddenly, the screen goes blank and the logo comes back up. More tokens needed. I drop the rest of my tokens into the slot and am about to continue with my self pleasure when I notice a cock sticking through a 3 inch hole in the wall to my right. I stare shocked. Two thoughts: “What the hell?” And “How long has that been there?” I sit transfixed. It is a big headed veiny rod, not as big as the ones on my screen but much bigger than mine and it is twitching in anticipation. My cock in my left hand and this grand thing to my right. Well, this is new. My mind races. I think of the podcast stories and my courage rises. Ok, I’m not where anyone knows me. Let’s see where it goes. I reach out and feel its heft from underneath. A moan from the other side of the wall and a twitch up from the cock in the wall. I grab hold and give it a slow stroke down then up toward the head running my thumb on the sensitive underside of the head. A drop of pre-cum oozes and glistens in the blue light. The movie now forgotten, I start to pump my new friend with my right hand and using the tips of the fingers on my left hand to stimulate his head. The pre-cum flows onto my hand and I lift it to my face and sniff that familiar smell. Do I dare? I give it a lick and am not repulsed by the taste. I often taste my own precum when I masturbate and have been known to go down on my wife’s tasty pussy after coming, just to make sure she’s taken care of. I’m learning something new about myself today. I continue to stroke then wet the tips of my left hand fingers with spit and work that massive head. Imitating a warm orfice surrounding his glans. Moans of encouragement from the other side of the wall. I keep my stroking up, alternating my grip and speed. More precum oozes onto my thumb and drips to the floor. I lick a bit off my thumb and re-wet my fingers. That head really is amazingly big capping the end of this veiny, slender 8 incher. Two light knocks on the wall, a moan, and then my left hand is receiving thick warm shots of cum. What a load! It coats the palm of my left hand so I rub his seed onto that bulbous head while caressing his deflating shaft. I slowly work him down wringing the last drops of cum onto the floor until he pulls fully from the hole and whispers a raspy “Thanks, that was great”. Stunned silence as I come to the realization of what I’ve just done. I hear the jingle of buckles and zipper followed by the creak and slam of the door to his booth. I sit in a panic now. I don’t want to face this stranger or anyone else right now. I’ll just wait a while before I leave my booth. My heart is racing, the movie is still playing on my screen, my cock is rock hard and dripping its own precum, and my left hand is full of a stranger’s load. It’s still warm and running onto the floor. I stroke my cock with my left hand using the stranger’s cum as lubricant while the teen on the screen sucks an enormous cock, holds another in each hand, and is being drilled in the ass and cunt by the gang of huge cocks. I’m close to blowing my load when, across the wall, I hear the squeak of a door and the drop of several tokens into the slot of the booth next door. I freeze mid stroke, listening then steal a peek through the hole into the booth nextdoor. From the blue light flicker I can only see the legs and arms of a middle aged, dad-body-man. He sits and flicks through the channels looking for something that matches his interest. As he settles on a screen I hear the recognizable grunting of what must be a gay couple fucking right before he turns the volume down. I stand and inch toward the hole, my smallish cock harder then ever and dripping. I stand just inches from the hole, stroking and displaying hoping he sees it. Wishing he’ll whisper to slide it through for a tug. It feels like ages and there’s no response. I muster courage and slide my cock through the hole. Trimmed pubes up against the wall. I wait for the feel of a hand touch, my dick twitching up and down in anticipation. I pull back my foreskin as further invitation. Long seconds tick by. Maybe this isn’t for everyone? I’m about to pull back when I feel fingers encircling my slender shaft. To my surprise, the heat of a soft wet mouth envelops my rod. I’m losing my mind! Up until a few minutes ago I had never touched another cock and now for the first time a man is blowing me! I try to relax as he takes me to the root. One of the advantages of not having a monster cock is that I get deep throated without much fuss. I’m pressed up against the wall. I can’t see the screen anymore unless I crane my neck but I don’t care. The mouth is gentle, loving even, as he slowly works my cock, swirling his tongue around my head. He keeps just the right amount of friction and lubrication working back and forth. Deep throating my meager 6 and a half inches. He holds his head still as I flex my cock in his mouth, my head growing and straining. I start to work my hips, humping the wall, working his mouth as if its a pussy, driving in, rocking back to just the rim of my cock head, inching back and forth, then driving it deep. He moans his appreciation in between slurps. I’m going wild, face sideways against the cool wall, hips bumping against wood. I’m building to a giant eruption. Taking a cue from my huge knobbed friend from before, I knock twice to warn dad-bod that I’m about to blow. He doesn’t pull off, rather, he begins working his talented tongue and head movements with gusto. I moan out a long low sound as I explode into my new best friend’s mouth. I hear a little gag but he doesn’t let up on his sucking and (I presume) swallowing of my seed. He’s milking me for all he’s worth. He wants every drop! He works me down easy until my cock slips gently from between his lips. “Oh, thank you” I whisper breathlessly through the wall. “You have a very nice cock. Thank you” he whispers back. I sit down breathless on my bench as I hear him leave his booth. I watch Miss teen now getting load after load on her face, hair and tits. Finally, I pull out the napkins from my pocket and clean myself up and pull my pants up as I let my tokens play out. I leave my booth in a rush avoiding eye contact with the men milling around the hall. The bright lights of the store make me wince as I head for the door. Purple haired girl looks up from her counter with a knowing grin and a “Come again!” as I head out the door and get in my car. “Oh, yes. You can bet on it!” (To be continued...)

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